"About the money, thank you."
"Shouldn't you be a little more sincere when you're thanking someone?" Tang Zui turned and stared at her.
Gu Mian froze for a moment before she quickly extended her hand to take the towel from Tang Zui. "I'll wipe your hair for you."
However, as though she suddenly thought of something, she immediately withdrew her hand and looked nervously at him. "Can-Can I?"
When Tang Zui saw how careful she was being, he felt agitated for some reason. But he did not know why!
Tang Zui shoved the towel into Gu Mian's hand and sat down. After Gu Mian took the towel, she started drying Tang Zui's hair earnestly.
Gu Mian tugged lightly at Tang Zui's hair with her small hands, and Tang Zui could feel how soft they were. Only then did he feel slightly more at ease.
